I started working out again on Monday for the first time in a long time. I have occasionally tried to start working out, but the last time I managed to make it more than a couple of months at a time was when I was in high school, when I was essentially forced to do it for football and powerlifting. (That would be nearly ten years ago.) I hope to do a little better this time.
Right now I’m going three days a week before work. I’m doing some running and lifting weights. I would go every day, but Liam’s still getting up once early in the morning, and I hate to stick Cassie with that every morning. Hopefully he’ll stop that soon.
Back in my prime I could bench press 315 lbs. I started out with 130 lbs. on Monday. It was a lot harder than I expected. I finished up with 180 pounds. I could have probably done 220 lbs., but I didn’t push it. I used to work out with 220 lbs. Time and sloth are cruel mistresses.
Cassie has also started going to the gym. She’s going with a friend three afternoons every week. I don’t expect she’ll have much trouble keeping up her routine. Right now it’s the only regular chance she has to get away from the boys. :)